Answer:
I am taken from a mine and shut in a wooden case from which I am never released. Yet I am used by almost everybody. What am I?
First I may be your servant's name; then your desires I may proclaim; And when your mortal life is over hold all your wealth within my power.
Ten men's strength, ten men's length. Ten men can't break me, yet a young boy walks off with me. What am I?
I march before armies a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.