The last time
I saw my mother
standing on our lonely stoep
waving me fare-well
with her gnarled little hand
I did not know
that it would be for good
The last time I saw Maureen
waving me good-bye
while all around her the hurst was exploding
in red white and pink
I couldn’t guess
that it was to be the last fare-well
The last time I said to my brother,
See you soon, little Brother
I did not know
that I would not see him
when I carried his coffin
Death is no longer that strange to me
I have felt it many times before
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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