left nought behind

Willie's gone left nought behind
The last poor chattels in the cart
His faithful dog Jess aged and blind
He broke her neck and broke his heart
In consternation and confusion
Sick and helpless stumbling blindly
Cries of women and of children
Leaving their homeland for the sea
Escaping through the smoke and fire
Two hundred or more blazing homes
A people's history lost entire
To fill the purses of the dukedoms

old blind dogs