In The New City Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

In the new city
all houses of metals
frontages
glistened to the
certain purposes of
the night
and
the night stars

and
in the new city
about midnight
they heard
the clanking of
metal armors
skeletons on high
rattling and
banging.

this
the other coin
of the humdrum Earth
and day we know
day after day
week after week
month after month
season after season

not even
the festivities and
games
'Panem et Circenses'
Bread and Games
no,
they were powerless
no opium of the
people
here.

the inhabitants
were aware of the two sides
of the Coin:
so they shunned
the traps