An Overflowing Cup (An Original Prose Poem)

The kingdom of heaven is like when a man works six days, vigorously
Then on the seventh, he cooked a meal for his family for the last time
And died that night in his sleep

A wise man
Is only wise, if he worships God with his labor, more then his words
Those that work the land have sense
Those that are healers for the wealth in heaven (rather then earth) are wise
Those that cloth, or shelter others when they are cold are wise

What is wisdom?
What is knowledge?
The modern area loves to circle and marvel at these questions
But what is an answer worth to an irrelevant question?
Wisdom, is the knowledge of Godly things...

False wisdom is the knowledge of what is flesh
This is foolish
When we intake good food
You take in that that is untampered with
Everything that enters the mouth
Then goes into the stomach
Does not defile a man
But I say it is reflective of what leaves his mouth

What you speak
Is the overflow of what is in the soul
This I promise you

That is why when men drink alcohol
The wine, is like yeast for the spirit, duplicating all that is in your heart
If a man is filled with the Holy Spirit when he drinks
An abundance of good will leave his mouth
But if his heart is full of evil
An abundance of evil will leaves his mouth
This is logical