Gen Z: Isaiah 21
1The vibes of the desert of the sea are wild. Like, whirlwinds from the south just roll in; it’s coming from a savage land.
2I got a heavy vision dropped on me; these shady dealers are being sus, and the haters are hating. Go up, Elam: siege mode activated, Media; I’ve made all the sighs stop, no cap.
3My whole vibe is pain: it hits me like a pregnant woman in labor; I was shook hearing it, fr.
4My heart was racing, fear got me all shook; the night I was vibing turned into straight-up terror.
5Set the table, keep watch, eat and drink: rise up, princes, and get that shield ready.
6The Lord told me, “Yo, get a watchman, let him spill the tea on what he sees.”
7He peeped a chariot with some horsemen, a chariot of donkeys, and a chariot of camels; he was all ears, no cap.
8He shouted, “A lion! My dude, I’m on the watchtower all day, and I’m on guard all night.”
9And look, here comes a chariot of guys with horsemen. He replied, “Babylon is down, like, totally down; all her god statues are smashed to the ground.”
10O my harvest, and the grain of my floor: what I heard from the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel, I’ve shared with you, periodt.
11The vibes of Dumah. Someone’s calling me from Seir, “Watchman, what’s the night looking like? Watchman, what’s the night looking like?”
12The watchman said, “Morning’s coming, but so is the night: if you wanna know, just ask; come back, let’s chat.”
13The vibes on Arabia are heavy. In the forest in Arabia, you’ll chill, O traveling crews of Dedanim.
14The folks from Tema brought water to the thirsty, and they hooked up bread to the ones running away, no cap.
15They were bouncing from the swords, the drawn sword, the bent bow, and the straight-up chaos of war.
16The Lord said to me, “In a year, like how a hired hand counts, all the glory of Kedar is gonna flop.”
17And the leftover archers, the strong ones from Kedar, are gonna shrink: for the Lord God of Israel said it.