Morning In Durban Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

Looking down from second floor of Silver Sands Resort,
On the Erskine Terrace, Addington Beach, Durban at 5 30 am
I see below the pavement neat clean and well laidout,
An old man, showing the effects of a stroke
With right arm sticking out, and feet dragged to move,
Reminded me of what could have happened to me
Last September in 2010.
He stopped at every point, looking out carefully
To the sides for a car difficult for him to avoid
And then dragged himself to the East, to the Beach,
The water-edge on Indian Ocean.
And then it flashed that I can have a recurrence
Resulting in much worse condition, since it didnt happen first.

There but for the grace of God, and prevent it
My prayer is not that God should prevent it,
But that He should give me strength to bear it,
And bear it cheerfully, like this old man early in the morning.