Soft words hath yet again been left unspoken-
Words to be fallen on deaf ears,
Thy spherical premonition of thine greatest fears
Lost blissfully, faded, another day to be woken.
Futilely wandering through an undressed street,
Wind howling and chasing ripped paper shreds to mine feet…
Augmenting solemn emotion drops, as a tear abscond my eye-
When falling a rest, in mere bitterness all my thoughts are left to lie…
Thou hast walketh the trodden sod
Crawled heated desert banks
Brawled for thine life, against numbers in the ranks
Worshipped, thereafter salvaged by a majestic God.
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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