a lament to the leopard

dry was his land and dry was his home
dry was his food and dry was his throat
wet was their homes and wet was their land
all he wanted was a mouth full of water
but all he had was a will to live
all he could do was search on their lands
and so all he did was searching their land
cruel was their mind and dry was their sticks
cruel was their world and dry was their souls
thirty of them beat up a lonely lone cat
dry was the  leopard in a few dead minutes