
no flag unfurled,
empty stadiums,
found a wreath, no one’s watching.
no, it isn’t gilded roses,
it’s a paper-cut cure,
tiny, infinitesimal,
no one will ever know
not a laurel in a battle,
but an inch in the war
but the flag unfurling
doesn’t need to mean more,
because
It’s about the small wins
Didn’t leak a secret
Stayed away from coffee
Went to a party,
Chugged down the medicine
Even when you hated it,
Stayed off your phone today,
Went to a stranger, said ‘Hey!’.
…small wins.
~
ARSHIA VORA
A little extract of a song I wrote a while ago (Fun fact: these are the actual ‘small wins’ of some of my friends!).
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