he got no ribbons no decorations they sent no medals to his sad parents just sent a letter telling them their son had died killed by a bullet now every night his mother cries he was only eighteen when he joined the army it wasn t patriotic pride it was the only job that he could find four months later he s in the falkland islands a boy with a gun and a hand grenade he s cold homesick and frightened the army sent condolences the army sent a wreath they said they all felt proud of him they sent his ashes back in a tin he got no ribbons no decorations they sent no medals no mentions in dispatches he s soon forgotten like so many others he won no medals no mentions in dispatches the government sent a letter saying they were proud the government sent a letter thanking his sad parents he got no ribbons no decorations they sent no medals to his sad parents