You Will Never Walk Alone

Major General (Ret.) Dr. Younis Mahmoud Mohammed

This is the motto of the famous English football club Liverpool, founded in 1892, where the renowned Egyptian player Mohamed Salah plays. The slogan embodies solidarity, as if it were a covenant of sharing both joys and sorrows through the journey of competition and the unpredictable nature of football (the round one).

Similarly, when an ordinary observer watches images and videos of the Sudanese Armed Forces, tracking their movements across battlefronts, their tactical maneuvers with troops and firepower, their storming of enemy fortifications, liberation of towns, and cleansing of villages, facilities, bridges, and roads, one cannot help but notice a generation of mobilized youth. These young men have taken up arms driven by national duty and a deep personal conviction, overcoming the natural fear that even the best of people experience—like those who were with the Prophet ﷺ when their eyes grew wild with fear, their hearts leaped to their throats, and they were shaken by doubts and trials. These are conditions that affect all people, except those whom God blesses with tranquility.

Tranquility is a state of psychological stability and balance that shields a person from the surrounding chaos, keeping them composed so that fear and psychological defeat do not reach them. This is clearly visible in the rare but powerful footage of young fighters from the battlefield—especially considering the continuous warfare over the past two years. These youth have filled every available gap in the combat ranks of the Sudanese Armed Forces, which rely primarily on active personnel and reserve forces.

Despite efforts to organize and enhance the readiness of the reserve forces, economic challenges and sovereign decisions (due to circumstances) prevented their full formation. However, the strategic reserve of (values and national consciousness) buried deep within the Sudanese people was like the treasure of the righteous father in the story of Prophet Musa (Moses) and the righteous servant. The wall of patience had not yet crumbled.

When the fire of war erupted and the Janjaweed militias dared to surround the army from all sides, believing they had the upper hand, the earth cracked open to reveal (the treasure of the reserve). This treasure was neither gold nor silver; rather, it was a spirit of jihad that filled hearts and coursed through veins, granting even the youngest fighters the courage of seasoned warriors. The cries of helpless women, the screams of fear, the groans of men under the whip of humiliation, and the vile threats and taunts of the Janjaweed—along with the scenes of displacement, forced evictions, and the suffering of refugees—all forged an existential challenge that Sudan was forced to confront without prior preparation or even an expectation of such a fate.

Thus, the spirit of the entire Sudanese people (except for a few traitors) united to fight the Battle of Dignity with all that they had. The most precious of these sacrifices were the youth—who neither hesitated nor held back—and the wealth that was given secretly and openly in the path of God: to equip the fighters, shelter the displaced, treat the wounded, and uphold every form of social solidarity. This was the general trend, of course, with some exceptions.

“You will never walk alone,” was the unspoken pledge from the people to their army. Indeed, they have accompanied it every step of the way. No battlefield was entered, no enemy was confronted, and no flag was planted on a liberated hill without the hands of the youth strengthening the army’s resolve and standing by its side.

Many young men have retraced the paths of their fathers, only to find them waiting at the appointed hour, gathered in councils of wisdom. The great scholar Dr. Jaafar Mirghani once noted that the “Meeting of the Two Seas” mentioned in the Quran is here in Sudan, in Khartoum—the very heart of today’s challenge.

Many stories have emerged of young men joining their fathers in battle: Muhannad, the son of Lieutenant General Adam Haroun, a supervisor of operations in the East; Mazmoul, the son of Major General Abdelhadi, among others. Some brothers reunited, others fell together as martyrs, and some even saw fathers, sons, and grandsons martyred together.

This is an endless sacrifice, given without expectation of reward—only seeking what is with God and defending against this brazen aggression, which has failed despite all its military preparations. Their war machine lacks (spirit), for that is not something that can be bought with (blood money).

The army that now encircles the terrified Janjaweed remnants in their last strongholds in Khartoum is the same army whose Hunter Force united today with the Hagana lions in El-Obeid, sweeping away the filth of the Janjaweed from North Kordofan. It is the same army that today advances toward Dilling after liberating Karnagal, where the tattered remnants of the South Sudanese rebel flag still hang on its walls. The same army that stormed Gatineh today, reclaiming it for the homeland after it had been ravaged by these killers, who massacred over 600 innocent souls in vengeance for their humiliating defeat.

This is the same army that has declared Bahri completely cleansed today of the filth and corruption of the Janjaweed. What a blessed day of victory this is!

And as this army accomplishes these extraordinary feats, recording its heroics and compelling history to kneel and inscribe its epic battles against the greatest international conspiracy of our time, it does so knowing one thing: It will never walk alone. It is accompanied by a loyal people, surrounded by steadfast warriors, protected by divine providence, and honored by the prayers of noble women.

You will never walk alone, our army!

And we are all the army.