On Becoming A Security Guard

R Richard Wlodarski
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Who is a security guard? One who transcends gender One who is neither young Nor a little too old One who is neither white nor black Nor any other colour One who is neither Christian nor Jew Nor Muslim nor other religion What is a security guard? One who loves and watches over life One who protects property From damage and theft And is smart enough Not to chase the thief Where is the security guard? Perhaps in the shopping mall Not shopping but window shopping And watching your every move Perhaps in a bank or two Protecting your bucks from schmucks Perhaps in the airport dreaming of being on that jet But instead, safeguarding against acts of terrorism When not to become a security guard? When you're so young you run after the thief When you're so old you can't enjoy the perks When you're looking to get rich in a hurry When you're caught up in the latest fashions When you don't mind remaining so damn obese Why become a security guard? Because you're human and like working with beings Because it's the wave of the future Because it's essentially recession proof Because it's safer than being a cop Because you're sick and tired of hearing: You're overqualified. You're underqualified. You're too young. You're too old. And because your body is rebel yelling Against the free slightly expired chow from the food bank

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