Kevin McStay

Perhaps I’m too proud Perhaps I’m too loud Perhaps I’m afraid of standing out from the crowd Perhaps I’m too tall Perhaps I’m too small Perhaps I’m afraid of bringing my all Perhaps I’m too tired Perhaps I’m too wired Perhaps I’m afraid I’m gonna be fired Perhaps I’ll forget Perhaps I’ll regret Perhaps I’ll just run up masses of debt Perhaps I won’t know Perhaps it won’t grow Perhaps it'll just be a flop of a show But perhaps I’ll be braver than my thinking had thought...

“I Was Not Seen, Nor Soothed, Nor Safe, Nor Secure” is a deeply honest spoken word poem inspired by the four essential building blocks of healthy childhood development described by Daniel Siegel—being seen, soothed, safe, and secure—and a personal journey of growing up without them. This poem invites you into a story of restoration, hope, and grace through faith. I was not seen, nor soothed Nor safe, nor secure. I sought the treasure But could find no cure I heard try and try and try...

A spoken-word journey through brokenness, guilt, and the quiet ache of woundedness — yet it ultimately reveals the tender, restorative love of God. The shards of my shame, lay scattered and shattered, As I painfully sought, To piece together all that mattered. Those shards of my shame, The dregs of my dross, Sporadic and strewn, I kept account of my loss. I felt for those shards, As I groped on the ground, The needles of guilt, In a room with no sound. A room with no sound, No noise...