Answer:
It's a game played by serious people that takes place on a global scale.
The ones who see it may go blind, Contracting the fool's madness. You have to dig to find it, Crush big stones or mine it. Wash dirt clumps in a pan and wait for it to settle, A shiny, precious metal.
I have a face, yet no senses. But I don't really care, because time is of the essence.
Plow and hoe, reap and sow, What soon does every farmer grow?
A tree with 5 branches, no leaves and no fruits
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?