Hit The Switch

Hit the "switch" and life is gone like turning off a light.
Storm clouds overwhelm the sun
when nemeses requite.

Time tantalizes demise like temptresses entice.
Empty promises deceive
when coquettes sacrifice.

Death mandates the calendar like a decreed event.
Colors bleach into blank-white
when distinctions are spent.

Fate determines destiny like blueprints sketch a span.
Intentions take a back seat
when there's a higher plan.

Spirits soar beyond restraint like butterflies in flight.
Liberation is triumph
when transitions are sprite.