Answer:
Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals. And hides at night?
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
I am nothing really at all, Yet I am easily found; Ignore me at your own peril, and you might end up crowned!
My first is equality; my second is inferiority; my whole is superiority.
A shimmering field that reaches far. Yet it has no tracks, And is crossed without paths.
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.