Death by Exegesis

This little poem was written during a break from working on my exegesis final, already it is 12 pages long and only about 1/4 of the way done. These are the terms that make up the majority of my life now, keep in mind 2 years ago I probably hadn't even heard most of them, and now I can not only define them, but do them.

Now that finals week is a mere month away the ensuing panic over getting everything done may commence. I'd like to offer this poem both as commiseration and a mild stress relief for those much needed, and far too short, study breaks.

Thanks to Jessica Fulton for the title which inspired this little poem.

Death by Exegesis

It’s 3:15 on finals week
I’m caffeine-dependent….
Must not sleep

Because of chiasms, and commentaries
Waw consecutives, tautologies

Exegesis and IBS
Aren’t those still fatal diseases?

Between Hebrew,
Greek and KJV
NRS and NIV
NAB and Art McFee

Dr. Walls with Modus Ponens
Church History for Dr. Collins
"Metaphysics", Cosmology
"Somehow It’s Still Greek to Me"

Now it’s on to Candidacy
Bibleworks and John Wesley
World Views, now relevancy
O God, my God, someone help me

Qal, Niphal,
Piel, Pual and Hithpael
Now I know why
I believe in Hell!

Word Studies and Teleology
Syntactical context
Shouldn’t this mean something to me?

Grammatical Analysis
By lexicons
Of all shapes
And sizes

Trying to be entirely sanctified
Still leaves me
Thoroughly mystified

KCW & VOM
Flawed hermeneutics
No greater sin
Revelation – is that how our world ends?

Amazing Grace
But now I see
Seminary will be
the death of me!