Second hand book market in Delhi
Here is a city full of prisons
Flower shops guarding them
I ran through their crowd
Their greed making them poor
I saw people standing over books
Trading knowledge in kilos
Grease stained fingers polishing the glossy covers
Sellers giving a strange smile
It was getting dark and cold
They packed their ocean of books
In their brown sacks five feet long
These second hand books are amnesic
Remembered nothing of their past

You are so full of your self.
let us tell you how a second hand book market is a good thing.
books are made of paper. paper is made from wood. wood comes from trees. so more the paper required to make books the more trees are felled.
what if all started to buy new books what happens to the trees. what happens to the old books. Do we just burn them and cause wast of such a precious resource such as plant life.
But we dont expect you to understand this. Its Just all gibrish for you. Looking at a global prospective is just a little out of your vision.