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Scars Are Teachers
The narrator grows up with an absent father and a story about that absence shaped by someone else's pain.
Scars Are Teachers
THE STORY
The narrator grows up with an absent father and a story about that absence shaped by someone else's pain. Later, he begins to see that the explanation he inherited was not the whole truth. Becoming a parent does not make him instantly whole or certain; he stumbles while trying to remain present. The turning point is a choice about what to pass on. His children can receive care he once searched for himself. The scars still hurt, but they also show him where attention is needed. The song follows its narrator toward a family life built with more awareness of what absence can do.
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Mi fada gone when mi just a three Mama paint him dark, seh him enemy She twist di story, fill mi head wid fight Manipulation turn mi days to night Mi hold on tight to every man mi see Searchin' fi a role model, father fi be But dem never stay, faces come and pass Empty chair inna mi youth, heavy glass Later mi know, truth a different side It was mama pain weh she cyan't hide Di wound still bleed, but it teach mi so What mi never get, to mi children mi show All di pain weh mi carry from di past Turn mi stronger, build a love fi last Every scar is a teacher in disguise From di darkness, mi children see mi rise Hard time forge yuh into who yuh be Blessings grow outta tragedy First pickney come when mi twenty-four Mi was young, but mi heart open more Mi try fi guide, but mi stumble, mi fall Mi was broken too, still mi answer di call Den di mother drift, love cyan't sustain We raise dem youths but di fire nuh remain Separation cut mi mother deep inside She shut mi out, no word, no guide But Jah send mi queen, true love mi find Buildin' a family, one heart, one mind Now four children, mi legacy grow Dis time mi stand firm, mi let dem know Fi dem mi live, mi strength, mi song Wid love inna house, we forever strong All di pain weh mi carry from di past Turn mi stronger, build a love fi last Every scar is a teacher in disguise From di darkness, mi children see mi rise Hard time forge yuh into who yuh be Blessings grow outta tragedy
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