Answer:
Ripped from my ancestors home beaten and burned I become a bloodthirsty killer.
I am an instrument capable of making numerous sounds but cannot be touched or seen. What am I?
I stand up tall and am made of steel With baguettes and garlic at my heel. I love the colors red white and blue but obviously not as much as you. I am a marvel for all to see Though to some I am a monstrosity!
A single syllable do I claim black was my most famous name; Fetal to mortals here below thousands have I slain in a single blow.
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin light enough to fly in the sky and strong enough to crack rocks.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.