Oxymoron Killer

Oh the dead leaves are living
And living beings are dying
I am the oxymoron of their lives
I am a cancer to society

I felt so blinded by the light
It turned all the white in black
Life is too short to miss it's sight
You can go and die yourself

What were my catalysts?
What was my cancerogen?
You and all the human kind
He and all his glory

I am blinded by the rage
It is the instinct to kill
Suffering is optional
Blood is most wanted

Love your neighbor
Oh I love him
Just like he
Likes little kids

My knife meets his throat
I did this world a favor
I am a cancer that consumes
All the cells it likes

I like only bad cells
I am the good cancer
Another oxymoron?
You bet!