my poem: uncle venusti, why do you haunt me? uncle venusti, you forever haunted my childhood,uncle venusti, you look s sad,i saw you in every corner, uncle venusti, uncle venusti, you quickly walk through the hallways, uncle venusti, i saw you standing across the street, with your long muddy hair over your eye's, with no more hope there we hear most sighs, but i still can hear all of ur cries, as i watched you burn in the car, as the car exploded, from me, no cries, no moans, but yells louder and have eroded, i watched you die across the streets, as every time i hear ur name, my eye's always leeks, nothing to do, no where to turn, all i want