IN DEFENCE OF TONY STARK

Your father loved America more than you

You mother cowered from it yet no one knew

Just how much he caused billionaire pain

That came along with publicity gain.

Who knows he forced whisky down your throat?

And away, away your head would float

As he told Stark men are made of steel

Here you are, man of amour, who cannot feel.

Did they know he broke your heart

Long before the wars would start?

Crying for attention in your teens

Afraid his words stole your dreams.

Let them know the war that still rages

The one not yet written on the front pages

Of the self-deprecation filling your iron chest

Convinced you’re a villain like the rest.

If only you could find a place

Where you would not be met face-to-face

With the issues that plague you with every shot

Where things stay still, dead and forgot.

Nobody knows that he hurt you deep

That he still does so in your sleep

If only there was somebody who understood

That the only thing you’ve ever wanted to be was good.