Superhero Vigilante

I owe the title of this to a Gawker commenter. Thank you, Texas lady.

You’re a Superhero Vigilante!
Embrace your silver gilded six-shooters
at your sides, glinting and glowing
like your patinaed pride or
a sun soaked glacier.
Grin on in your self-inflicted
incandescent authoritarian glory!
We see you walking the streets,
raising a furrowed brow to gasping mothers,
and telling yourself the holsters you bought were
the right choice for your… line of work.
You did get your facts from
mainstream media after all.
Oh no! You’ve been cornered!
They don’t understand, raise your guns!
Feel your fingertips brush past those
wood grain handles and pull those sleeping
second amendments from their slumbers!
After all, you did go before death with your soul.
We know he weighed it against a feather, but tell me,
how does the lead in your chest feel?
That blood freckled grin was all
we needed to know.