I sat before the keyboard,
A tune had come my way.
But then the thought expressed itself-
Which notes should I play?
First of all, the white notes;
I thought that they looked fine!
Alas- a part was missing;
I played but one brief line.
Then I tried the black notes,
“I’ll play just them this time.”
But then I heard the minor,
‘twas sour like this rhyme.
At last I put them all to work,
Both white keys and the black.
And soon the music flowed along,
For nothing did I lack.
And so the moral of these lines,
I’m sure that you can see.
You’ll only find success in life
By using ev’ry key!
–by Chaplain Don, 1985