I am the fountain from which no one can drink.For many I am considered a necessary link.Like gold to all I am sought forBut my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.What am I?
Cannot Be Controlled
I can be created by humans But they cannot control me. I suck on wood paper and flesh alike. I can be more of a hindrance than help at times. To my creators I seem to be everywhere at once. What am I?