When you died,
The world mourned its hero
The nation mourned her symbol
But who mourned you, my love?
They immortalized you in the stars
Labeled as a hero
But who in this wretched world
Remembered that kid from Brooklyn
too brave for his own good
One that never backed from a fight
One that never became a perfect soldier
But always remained a good man
Your sacrifice saved millions, my love
Your life became a legend
The commandos became your legacy
The old men praised your valor
As the young remembered your heroics
Though no one remembered your grief
How much it must have hurt, my love
To leave behind the life you always wanted
To leave your best girl still waiting for her dance
Oh! How your heart must have shattered
When you took the nosedive
Ready to greet death like an old friend
The world moved on, my love
While you lay frozen in your icy grave
Your greatest boon became your bane
As you were forced to open your eyes again
How scared you must have been my love
When an unfamiliar world awaited you
It must have taken every ounce of courage, my love
To live in this horrible place
Where there is boundless love for the captain
But Steve Rogers, a forgotten name
Everyone you’ve have ever loved
Either dead or gone
I hope you find peace
You have already suffered enough
This time when death will come to embrace you
I hope she finds you surrounded by people you love
Afterall you are a good man
Who deserves a soft epilogue, my love.