Midnight moves my feet,
Across deserted plains with obelisks silhouetted against sunset fire
Haydes flows through my soul, whilst the piranhas tear away at my purity
Hell’s hungry mouth awaits, Heaven’s neon sign flickers “Full”
Life is a game, and winning all that matters,
Good and Evil gambling recklessly with the lives of mere mortals
Midnight moves my feet…
Across deserted plains, to the edge of excistence…
Where caverns echo my desolation, no absolution.
Midnight is there every night.
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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