by Vithoura

Under a dark sky, I stood there in the middle of a circle
In the middle of a field in the countryside
Surrounded by German Shepherd dogs
With ferocious heads and angry eyes
Wearing muzzles
Held by their masters in black suits
Ready to jump on me any time
Shivering from fright
I dared not move
Suddenly, a lady dressed in white saree
Came in the middle of the circle
She took my hands
Together we walked out!