In the shadow of the unconscionable,
in the clutch of the uncontrollable,
in the cries of the inconsolable,
when we learned we are not invulnerable,
in the bedlam of the unbelievable,
in the belly of the unbreathable,
in the breach of the once unbreachable,
when we saw the inconceivable,
in the fog of the unfathomable,
in the face of the unforeseeable,
in the flames of the unforgivable,
when nothing remains inviolable,
in the taint of the intolerable,
in the presence of the imponderable,
in the hush of the unwhisperable,
we have endured.