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