O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring.
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red!
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Walt Whitman
It's sad. I have been around the world of super heroes enough to know that most main characters that die will eventually be resurrected, but Captain America? C’mon. He is an icon. He was even the Best Man at my wedding.
Okay, actually my best man was Bob, but he dressed up as Captain America for the toast.

