My angel my mortal;
How do I love thee
Your innocents, your laughter so fragile;
Unlike me…
Your life and I’m death;
Your warm and I’m cold;
Your blood my hunger;
Your love my anger;
And yet you love me?
Is it my smell my eyes
My skin my smile
That hypnotizes and mesmerise?
Or is it truly your heart
That looks past my face,
My death;
My lost soul;
And choose to love me?
Why is mortal love so strong willed?
Why doesn’t it brake and weep
At the mere sight of me?
What is it about you
My angel my mortal;
That makes me;
Want to love you;
Watch over you;
And protect you for all eternity?
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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