Here is a poem on 'Youth Destruction' written by my brother, Mohammed Asgar.
Medieval changes revolution, destruct the youth henceforth.
Word theory which once known but now a practical feel,
Peer for fun, peer to enjoy but destroys the slave at the keel.
Chemical feelings, nature's babe - everything is better than ever,
Hallucinations, dreams and thoughts that get you back to reality never.
There is no stopping the smoke reaching the lungs to the lip,
And announced that you are now a slave and crave for every trip.