I sit in the bath
letting the water run out
not moving
my body glistening from the
residue of the bath oil
now drying on me
I am aware of every shift
in the air around me
causing the slightest breeze
against my skin
a reminder that there
is still life outside of myself
The harsh glare of the bathroom
light illuminates every scar
every flaw on my body
flaunting my imperfections
and turning a blind eye to
my vulnerabilities
and I sit here in this empty bath
not able to move, amazed at it all
naked...while my skin dries
under the scrutiny of my lost soul
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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