Through the blue lens
Thoughts, visions and smells flood my mind,
My blue lens takes me to depths,
Searching for answers, reasons I cannot find,
Not unlike those whose faces printed upon my soul,
Their tormented families I behold.
My blue friends have blue visions too, All different yet the same hue.
Images of dear blue colleagues who could not evade to feel,
The torment that through service came in a torrent; Abhorrent and real.
Lining streets, a sea of blue laments souls lost,
Comforting, embracing, hopeful – not one more, at what cost;
Through blue lenses my blue brothers and sisters reflect the sun’s rays,
Hold on, make a difference and live for a better blue day.
Inspector Queensland Police Service 2020