Answer:
Someone walked into a room and you heard a crash! Someone died. What happened?
I can be used to type and point you see. But don't forget, you can count on me. What am I?
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,
Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.
I follow the orders of only two. I respect the work of only two. I am in constant battles with many, Though one surpassed them all. With forces joined, We created hell, Until our mutual enemy fell. Who am I?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.