would you walk by me
through the shadows of the moon
we could dance on the letters of the tombs
while the darkness caress the fears
of the others who pay to feel
the absence of our serenity
would you talk to me
when the coldness of the words
that I emboss into your soul
burns throught the hunger of the ageless
traditions and would you
keep still when I scream your name
if I promise to be your azazel
would you still call me your own
and when the night dies and people leave
to find the warmness that never sleeps
may I call you my zernabog
as I did before we died
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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