The document describes how beneath all the extravagant clothes, possessions, wealth, and fantasies, the speaker is ultimately just a pair of bones. Over two stanzas, it lists the various luxuries and excesses that cover the speaker's physical form, but states that beneath all of these external things, the speaker is fundamentally made up of only a skeleton. The overall message is that no matter how much one accumulates in life, we all share the same basic physical composition of just bones.

1. JUST A PAIR OF BONES
Beneath my shirt; the gaudy clothes that engulfed my body,
Beneath the infinite mass of hair; that sprouted from my scalp and skin, Beneath the
exorbitantly costly rings; scintillating majestically from my finger,
Beneath the golden sweat that oozed profusely down my nape; cooling my agitated
senses,
Beneath the aroma of musk perfume; diffusing from my armpits,
Beneath the mesmerizing black mascara; painted intricately on my eyelashes,
Beneath the Spanish watch; luminating royally from my wrist,
Beneath the snake leather footwear; fitted to designer perfection on my toes,
Beneath all the delectable food dumped in my stomach; sleeping blissfully inside,
Beneath the voluptuous lipstick; embossed glossily on my lips,
Beneath the mystical lines of my palm; portraying me to the world as a king, I was
just a pair of bones.
Beneath swanky cars; which I drove at rocketing velocities through the streets,
Beneath all the wine that I had consumed; which was extracted from the tangiest of
herbs,
Beneath dungeons of wealth; which I had stashed upto the brim with glittering gold,
Beneath all the fantasies revolving pompously in my brain; engendering the entire
world to spin on my fingertips,
Beneath the feather coated couch on which I slept; gleefully tossing my mountain of
jewels,
Beneath all the Business clients who saluted me; opening their mouth in open
mouthed admiration,
Beneath the billion kilometers of land I possessed; on which philandered women of
my very own choice,
Beneath all the intricate figurines and scents lined on my mantelpiece; the boundless
leopard skins suspended from walls of my palace,
Beneath all the princely languages; that flowed out at ease from my tongue,
Beneath several tales of love and enchantment; that I had executed out with my
beloved, Beneath all the pretensions I had of presuming myself to be some sort of
God; although without the ability of even knowing what would happen a few seconds
after,
I was simply a light weight skeleton; just a pair of bones.