Where is god

…..does god sit so high he, she or it remains hidden, It’s out of my mittens but the faithful remain smitten, but listen, this conversation can be nitroglycerin, and cause tensions, and have friendships put on suspensions; but we have to listen to hear, put down that beer, haven’t you ever wondered why life ain’t fair. The wicked seem to be in their element, and it sure ain’t heaven sent, and yes that’s relevant, can life be bent, can all the rewards be spent, surely it hasn’t made a dent. Have we been tricked, have we already been endowed, like the bees and the cows, maybe god is my reflection, better yet ours.  Don’t get confused and take up a plow, or try to fly a mile, maybe god is communion and how we form unions, some church officials are clueless, I’m sure some of you knew this.