into the night

rush out into the night and there are stars
spangling the sky and deepening the dark
marking the time when we have to embark

such times we have remind us of those jars
the dogs that launch themselves with fierce bark
rush out into the night and there are stars

each way we look we see the rigid bars
choices before us seem evil and stark
life places upon each its smudgy mark
rush out into the night and there are stars