And so I weep.
I weep for all the things that could have been.
All the things that should have been.
All the things that would have been were I but a fraction of what my heroes were.
I weep for idle dreams, unfulfilled promise.
I weep for courage stillborn.
I weep for the death of a poet,
the abortion of a soul.
I weep for all the chances I let by, all the doors I locked because I could not overcome my fear.
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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