Tears of pain, freeze my skin
Drenching my heart in the piercing sorrow
Why is it so cold mother? Why
Once more, I turn statue to embrace the numbness and cold
My mind, dawned by shadows
Whispers of unruly pain entice my ears
Thoughts of death fill my mind
For what do I have left to live..
Lightning, rain and dark clouds pass be my path ahead
The skies torture my soul, the relentless waves of cried tears, drowning me..
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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