The look of evil

Moomba; Melbourne; many years ago
Met up with friends; had a ball!
The kids enjoyed the fairground rides
The Yarra River entertainment too
It was stifling hot for Melbourne
Uncomfortable; quite a strain
But it wasn't until much later
That I felt the another force
I felt the power of his stare
Never met him in my life
But I could feel the evil in his eyes
My heart felt heavy; overburdened
Couldn't really explain
But His eyes they held mine unflinching
I felt his hatred; stabbing like a knife  
He was staring at me and my family
I felt the need to run away
But as I held my ground and stood there
Staring; unable to break that chain
I thanked the Lord for His dear grace
I felt blessed to be able to move away!