Make Sarmatia Great Again

Make Sarmatia Great Again
© Surazeus
2026 05 30

When horses gallop on the windy steppes 
along the Borysthenes River flow, 
I embrace fierce heart of assertive hope 
till I feel wings of Icarus expand 
and lift my spirit to sun-glowing clouds 
so I can make Sarmatia great again. 

As star-eyed son of Oceanus and Tethys, 
who taught me how to tame the wind-winged horse 
with apple from Garden of Haballon 
where Hebela gives me fruit of her heart, 
I gaze entranced in her moon-golden eyes 
so I can make Sarmatia great again. 

Harnessing swift sky-dancer Pegasus 
to chariot with round wheels Helios designed, 
I race along wide river of fruit groves 
to hall of Apple Queen Amarnakea 
who welcomes me with cup of healing juice 
so I can make Sarmatia great again. 

Though I wander lost on vast treeless plain 
I climb mountain trail to her fruit grove 
when I hear sweet voice of Hebela ring, 
who takes my hand with smile of honest love 
and leads me home to lush Habaeleon 
so I can make Sarmatia great again. 

Ten thousand years ago in fruitful hills 
I left my sacred home Habaeleon 
with apples from Garden of Haballon 
and traveled west in Helian wagon train, 
planting apples from Scythia to Scotland 
so I can make Sarmatia great again. 

With golden apples of lost Haballon, 
as wise Apollon, son of Ilius, 
I tend vast orchards in lush Avalon, 
then strum the turtle lyre of Mercury 
and sing of Adam and Hebe in Eden 
so I can make Sarmatia great again. 

Far west across wild sea of Oceanus 
I sail from Avalon to lost Atlantis 
where I plant apples on lush river shores 
from Tsenacommacah to Oregon, 
where gentle Multnomah dances in rain, 
so I can make Sarmatia great again. 

From Sea of Zalpa where my soul was born 
when Queen of Kanesh, mother of my heart, 
commissioned me to map the world of dreams, 
I travel west with Fruit of Haballon 
to fill the world with Apples of the Sun 
so I can make Sarmatia great again.