Answer:
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
What goes through cities and fields but never moves?
I am a red drum which sounds without being touched, and grows silent, when touched. What am I?
I sit high glowing and watch the world go by. Without me everything would seem dull and dangerous. What am I?
I have green hair a round red head and a long thin white beard.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.