The Death of Gods Men

Let me paint you a Picture:
In the centre a rusty old fishing boat in a storm with massive waves.
On deck stands a fisherman loosening knots; Draped in water he’s wearing yellow cape.
Just behind him: a wave in the midst of breaking right above him thus sweeping him out to the open sea.
Just to the left: the captain trying to keep the vesel afloat also dressed in a yellow cape but safe from water in his captains’ quarter by the wheel.

Zoom in:
The fisherman on deck. His face seems aged. His eyes are closed.
His mouth: open as though in the middle of a scream. The captain by the wheel. He looks aged with his big white beard. His expression one of sheer terror. His eyes are open but only black. His eyebrows raised as far as possible and his mouth slightly open as though mumbling his final prayer.

Zoom out:
A wave of inevitability.
It is dark blue almost blackish. Its white breaker about to crash into the boat like a great white shark’s teeth attacking a baby seal.
The sky is filled by dark clouds and more waves are to either side of the wave and boat, seemingly just as tremendously deathly as the one which is about to sink the fishermen’s boat.

Zoom in closely:
This time notice the fishermen’s hands.
The captain is holding a crucifix in his right: clearly a man of God. His left hand is trying to hold on to the wheel. The wooden wheel painted in a greyish white is not stable. It is amid a spin. Now look at the fisherman’s hands again and notice he isn’t loosening knots. He is standing at the edge of port side grabbing hold of the railing with his left hand and holding a book in his right. The books title: “The Gods Men”. Underneath the fisherman’s left hand more letters. The boats name. “Genesis 6-9”.

This pictures name:
The death of Gods Men.