The Dead Teeth

Three months have barely passed, when he died;
Mom said  that like a helpless horse
He died while tears gathered on his dying cheeks:
He has lost a precious life, full of promise.

I still cannot reconcile with the loss of my cousin
Beaten to death in the morning, on his way to the University
 By  the brothers of a girl he had made pregnant.

His tragic death was not reported in the newspapers:
It is common phenomenon in my community
For a young man with a promising future to be martyred
On the altar of forn relationships
His memory sealed in the minds and hearts
Of grieving relatives, bereaved parents
And the villains languishing in jail,
Hoping that the customary legal statute of 31 cows
will be collected from relatives to bail them out.
 These animals are are also expected to purge the sin
clean the blood on their hands
and to compensate for my cousin's 31 dead teeth.