I keep driving on roads - leading to empty pathways
keep ending up in the arms of a stray
at bars, filled up - as the glasses of it's patrons
seeing myself with child and white apron
looking back in time - I see colours changed in hue
signs leading back to a time - just me and you
but everything is changing, life has to go on
keep asking myself: where do I belong?
can't fight this feeling, I feel lost and confused
no crossing when all bridges are burned
no grasp on life, on love, no place to hide
I'm in an abyss of no return
my words have left me a long time ago
accusations that you've yelled holds an echo
guitar with no music - no songs left to sing
and promises that keep me wondering
crossed lines, no communication, roads under construction
self-contempt leading you to you own demolition
running away is no solution - keep ending in your street
countless tears makes misery oh so sweet
can't fight these feelings, I'm so lost and confused
no crossing when all bridges have been burned
no grasp on life - no destination - just an endless road
I'm alone in my abyss of no return
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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