What is between me and the army poets,,,,🇸🇩 (Part Three) ✍🏻 Ali Al-Fatih Al-Zubair
Perhaps the observer, for the emotional training that characterized the generations that studied in the educational system that preceded the two stages (primary/secondary), where these generations studied (primary, then middle, then secondary) and I am one of them, thanks be to God, and may his mercy and blessings be upon us.
At that time, education, its administration, systems and evaluation were the highest standard for shaping and preparing human beings, while there were no private schools or even administration for special education.
Education was free and its quality was a characteristic. Public and higher education institutions were organized in various regions of Sudan. Added to this was the presence of auxiliary and supporting organizations in the process of building humanity, such as scouts (land, sea, air), and military training at the secondary level, the dissemination of the school library, participation in public libraries in cities, the exchange of cultural books, novels, stories and major books in states and regions, and cultural, scientific, and sports school courses.
All this helped to shape and prepare an integrated human being (believing, educated, cultured, productive), at a time when there was only one television channel and one radio station, at a time when there was (the best companion of the time. book)…
At a time when the father raised, the uncle and the neighbor,..
At a time when the streets were safe for children and women, wherever they went, whenever they wanted…
In such a beautiful era, and according to the above data, inspiring and influential personalities have emerged, who have drawn a wonderful line on the soil of this beloved country, which has clearly manifested itself through their current contribution at the literary and cultural level, and the fluidity and the enriching creative impulse, which has remained and still is. We are bombarded by the pioneers of this beautiful generation proud of the past, armed and in step with the era of the Internet and technology, competing with itself and superior to the generations that followed. , without the slightest doubt..
I am certain in advance, and I bet I will not lose, that this generation is the most distinguished generation that has passed through Sudan since the birth of the Sinarian State until our present era…
What prompted me to write this long introduction, without any sense of prolongation, is my inability to find a vocabulary and meanings synonymous with the personality of the human being, the poet, the inspiring, the courageous, the generous, who represents the pulse of Sudan (the authentic kindness of the country) (the brother of brothers),, And all the qualities and honors, represented by the poet of the nation and the army, the brother we are proud of in all councils, the brother, the media teacher, the poet:
Ali Mirghani Al-Jilani
Who was born and raised in the Nile State, with its capital (Damer Al Majzoub).
Ali Al-Jilani Joins the Armed Forces
A loyal soldier in his ranks, motivated by patriotism and the desire to leave a mark on the wall of the homeland
The year is 1992
With the arms, he attended a number of training courses and then he was assigned to moral guidance. He worked in a number of morale work forums and convoys throughout Sudan to raise the morale of the armed forces. He wrote and still writes poems and enthusiastic poems. prepare and present morale work programs on many platforms of the army.
He never cared about money, fame or position.
The world does not care about him, and you find him with his money and efforts helping the needy and the weak, and he is one of the founders of the Al-Hawadith Street initiative in Atbara.
I visited him some time ago for the first time in his crowded house in the Al-Shaydinab neighborhood, and I am the one who has known him and known him since childhood and for more than two centuries, and he has never been absent from me even once. He is always present, communicating, asking and coming in moments of comfort and joy. Loyal and loyal, smiling, hashish basha, to those who know him and those who do not know him, as if he were a boy. of light, he transforms gatherings into carnivals of colorful joy, he makes you forget your worries and sorrows, with sweet words, and by choosing an elegant, wonderful, charming vocabulary, like his perfume, and his usual grooming.
And above all, his humanity, which we cannot match, and whose countless positions I cannot gather, with me and with all those who know him.
It therefore deserves the saying:
You have a brother that your mother did not give birth to
He asked and still asks God to grant him health and well-being. He was a good brother to those who knew him, and he was a good neighbor to those who accompanied him.
What really stopped me, and I found nothing similar, is that the brother, Mr. Ali Al-Jilani, owns a modest shop adjacent to his house in the Al-Shaydinab neighborhood.
This is normal. What is unusual is that he can stay inside the house for long periods of time and the place is wide open, without anyone closing it or leaving it. Then one of his customers comes to take what he needs and puts it. price in a copper container. And he leaves.
There is no one, there are no surveillance cameras, but what is found is the style that Ali Al-Jilani has imposed on himself, affecting his neighbors, his customers and those who know him. He has an abundant reserve to assume the good. in people and to have good thoughts about them. This expresses the extent of nobility, authenticity and the great ability to contain and hold you within yourself, like the most beautiful arrest, wherever you experience it or find it.
I do not want to break his back in gratitude for his honorable person. Rather, I hope that life will provide us with many people like him, if not for us, then at least for future generations.
I end my endless article with verses from him, on which my eyes have fallen.
He says:
God is great, Samad..
A voice applauding for Sunday
And the universe witnessed
Very Sudanese
The largest country
Our soldier on the ground is a lion
The destructive enemy has defeated our country.
And the bridges and all the dams
The Dushka and the Hauser
He roared like thunder
And the right mortar exploded…
He throws right and left, nobody knows him
The noise of the clash and gym three.
Our army has spread
There is no way he is guided
They told him, listen, officer.
Gather your mercenaries, my boy.
He has many poems, wonderful about love for the homeland and its people, for which a person of the stature of a homeland was born, his name is:
(Ali Mirghani Al-Jilani)..
Hoping to hear soon about the publication of his first collection of poetry, sponsored by the military establishment, God willing.
For you and for him, my affection and my love are limitless.
