Answer:
You turn me over after you have traveled far. What am I?
Island hello
I come with a train and go with a train and the train doesn't need me but can't go without me.
Iβm hard as a rock and as light as a feather. Iβm passed on to one another. Poor people need me and rich people have me.
Marking mortal privation when firmly in place. An enduring summation inscribed in my face.
What has hands but canβt clap?