What is greater than God,
More evil than a devil,
The poor have it,
The rich need it,
And if you eat it,
you will die?
Who makes it, has no need of it.
Who buys it, has no use for it,
Who uses it can neither feel nor see it.
What is it?
You will always find me in the past.
I can be created in the present,
But the future can never taint me.
What am I?
What flies without wings?