Tears are blinding the eyes
Darkness engulf our senses
Trees become our soul fences
Happiness is not meant to be
Caught in a turmoil of not being free
We call out why always me
He sends a person to lend a hand
Help us that we can stand
Making life a better place
Replacing sorrow on the face
A smile replace the pain
It feels better not all in vain
When all goes well and rest return
Suddenly the person turn
Away from that which grips the hand
For now with no help it can stand
The seeds so carefully sown
No longer watered left alone
For soon the heat of manmade whims
Will cause the light once shon to dim
The planter is no longer planting
The earth no longer wanting
Forgotten are the good of then
Tomorrow belongs to Him and not men
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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