Answer:
There is a creature of God whose body is hardΝΎ it does not wish to eat unless you strike its head.
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind. I help others to see.
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
What flies without wings?
I stay where I am when I go off. What am I?