Battle lost if LEFT...

Left s left, well! am not talking about the gaucherie associated with this sense of direction.
Ron asks Harry potter and Hermione to take positions on that ravenous cannibalistic chess board, except Ron the mind player none knew why a particular move was being followed but fortunately in this classic Fabtabulous and of course famous novel the authoress J.K. Rowling did make sure that all the three characters knew why it was being done…benevolence act followed…but yes in this world most of the people are victimized and thrown directly into a vicious circle else onto a Byzantine path leading to one such state/circle.. before even they realize they are characterized by someone (maneuverer) in their win else lose nothing game, here the contriver sets the rules, chooses the humanly character who are going to move exactly in the way they are wanted to(not just because of their hypnotized lunacy but they are living on something that actually that doesn’t exist.. this game has no platform to rely(yap there is one thing to rely on that is the ruler else God of his own world/Lucifer ) or stand on) or devised to, sets the background, foreground and also plays the game by himself. There is nothing to lose in this game except that those sane characters are no more left human. Yes this is the left I was referring to… r v still left wondering why gaucherie is associated with it ? Walking on the left side makes as much sense as asking rather shouting for a rider/driver to churn out on a pre-agreed upon suicide note thought the second party is unknown..
Is this the reason that you are given right (=! Left) place ?
Aren’t we left here to figure out everything for ourselves? LEFT…Why is it treated like the way it is, anathema…. a curse everyone of use fear, a blackballed life zapping spell which would never, even if begged for, kill anyone under its mystifying impregnable clutch at once..
You left me a song…
Out of the glitter and the shine,
Out of the corner of my eye,
Saw you walk in,
I freezed the frame,
My luck again.
We could have been strangers if we tried
Moved to the rhythm side by side,
Maybe a glance across the room,
Blue moon

Why do the hours burn so long?
Sunset and shadows call,
I hear the music playing on
I know you're gone but you
You left me a song

Under the skylight after dark,
Crept in to find you, what a lark
We were like children stripping down,
The joy we found.
But even the lights that turn me on
Make it so hard to see beyond;
Make it a rainbow in my mind
- This borrowed time

Why do the hours burn so long?
Sunset and shadows call
I hear the music playing on
I know you're gone,
but you
You left me a song
You left me a song
You left me a song